Chapter 125: Yang Yu!
Everyone turned their eyes to the jade bottle in the maid's hand, a ball of almost transparent liquid was slowly circulating, and a faint mist of spiritual power was swirling around, and the fragrance was emanating from it. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
"Is this the Thousand Illusions Spirit Pulp?" Shen Haoxuan muttered as he looked at the clear and transparent liquid. He found that under the shroud of this fragrance, the speed of spiritual power circulation suddenly accelerated, and his whole body was indescribably comfortable!
Not only him, but the warriors in the audience began to stir one by one, their eyes staring at the jade bottle in the handmaiden's hand, eager to rush up immediately to take it for themselves!
"Brush!" Just when everyone was in a commotion, a sound of breaking the air came, and a blood-colored spear suddenly appeared in everyone's sight, and finally slammed into the auction table! "Buzz ......" The huge power made the body of the spear tremble continuously, like a dragon's groan.
"Dare to step on the auction table and kill without mercy!" After the blood-colored spear appeared, a cold voice also sounded, and then a young man in a blood-colored robe walked out, and the killing aura all over his body shocked the audience!
"What a strong murderous aura!" Seeing the blood-clothed man, Shen Haoxuan's face became solemn, the only thing that could give him this feeling was Long Mo, who had exploded with all his strength, and that Fengyin!
"He is the son of Yang Zhentian, the owner of the Black Wind Village, Yang Yu! In this northern region, he is known as the Shura Killing God, and he is a genius who has not been seen in a hundred years!" Luo Tian introduced on the side.
"Oh, Yang Yu?" Shen Haoxuan's eyes narrowed slightly, carefully looking at the young man in front of him, but he found that he couldn't see through him, and the murderous aura like the essence completely isolated Shen Haoxuan's spiritual thoughts!
"I'm afraid he's already comprehended his own way!" Yan Lao also exclaimed, he comprehended the meaning of martial arts at such a young age, he is indeed a genius that he has not met in a hundred years, and his future achievements are limitless!
Under Yang Yu's strong deterrence, the warriors in the audience all came to their senses for a while, and they also realized that they were on someone else's territory, and they all sat down obediently.
Seeing the people who had settled down, Huo Wu smiled lightly, opened his lips lightly, and began to preside over the auction: "The auction of the Thousand Illusion Spirit Pulp has begun, the starting price is 20 million, and there is no cap, now the auction begins!"
As Huo Wu announced the start of the auction, the atmosphere in the audience became lively again, and Yang Yu pulled out his spear, walked to the pillar on the side, leaned his back against it and began to close his eyes and recuperate, but the fierce murderous aura did not subside, and it was still shrouded in front of the auction table, shocking those small people.
At this time, the bidding under the stage has reached a climax, and the warriors who were reluctant to do it before are now fighting red-faced, and the prices have been refreshed again and again.
"Twenty-seven million!"
"Twenty-eight million!"
"Thirty million!"
The sound of price calls kept coming, Shen Haoxuan couldn't help frowning when he looked at this fiery scene, he still underestimated the value of the Thousand Illusion Spirit Pulp, and now this price of his belongings may not be enough.
"Cut, in fact, you don't need to take a picture of it, this is not the real Thousand Illusion Spirit Pulp!" Just when Shen Haoxuan was sad, Yan Lao said in his heart.
Hearing this, Shen Haoxuan was shocked in his heart and asked, "What? This is not the real Thousand Illusion Spirit Pulp? Could it be that the people of Black Wind Village are deceiving the martial artists who came to the auction?"
"No, no, no, this is actually the real Thousand Illusion Spirit Pulp, to be precise, this is the diluted Thousand Illusion Spirit Pulp! The color of the real Thousand Illusion Spirit Pulp should be milky white, and the eyes in that jade bottle are almost transparent, it seems to have been diluted!" Yan Lao explained.
Hearing this, Shen Haoxuan's brows furrowed, a large part of the reason why he came here was because of the Thousand Illusion Spirit Pulp, if he only got this diluted one, he would definitely be unwilling in his heart!
"Don't worry, since they gave the diluted Thousand Illusion Spirit Pulp, it proves that the Thousand Illusion Spirit Pulp is still in the Black Wind Village, you can just go for a trip when it's time to go!" Yan Lao proposed.
"That's right!" After Yan Lao's reminder, Shen Haoxuan suddenly realized!
Black Wind Village is a must go, not only for the secret realm map, but also for the real Thousand Illusion Spirit Pulp! I made a five-year covenant to Feng Yin and Ji Lingxuan, if you want to really reach the Spirit Emperor level within five years, then you must seize any opportunity to improve your strength, needless to say the secret realm, that is the fastest way to improve your strength, and the Thousand Illusion Spirit Pulp needless to say, these are all things you must get!
"Forty million!" Just as Shen Haoxuan was thinking, a roar spread throughout the entire hall, making the entire hall instantly quiet, and everyone turned their eyes to the box where Chao Tianwang was, and even Yang Yu, who had been closing his eyes and recuperating, frowned.
At this time, in the box where Chao Tianwang was, Chao Tianwang stared at the jade bottle in the handmaiden's hand, his face was bruised, and he was very hideous!
"Damn, Yang Zhenyu's old immortal is going to die, and he still refuses to give me this thousand phantom spirit pulp, and he has to rely on Lao Tzu to buy it himself, it's really coercive, when our plan is successful, we must let him and that Yang Yu kneel in front of us and lick their shoes! Oh yes, and that damn Shen Haoxuan, I must make them worse than dead!" Chao Tianwang roared in a low voice.
Chao Fei looked at Chao Tianwang, who had almost lost his mind, and his face was full of distress. Then he turned his head, looked at the audience, and said coldly: "Forty million, is there still anyone who has increased the price?"
For Chao Fei's question, the hall was still quiet, 40 million, which was already more than the load of everyone present, and they couldn't afford to pay this money!
"Forty million once, forty million twice......" Fire Dance began to count.
"Elder Shen, don't you bid?" In the box, Luo Tian looked at Shen Haoxuan with an indifferent face and asked, in his opinion, Shen Haoxuan came for this Thousand Illusion Spirit Pulp, and now Shen Haoxuan not only did not take a picture of the Thousand Illusion Spirit Pulp that was useful to him, but risked offending the Spirit Appearance to take down the Bodhi Dan, I really don't know what he thinks.
"Don't worry, this thousand phantom spirit pulp will be mine sooner or later!" Shen Haoxuan closed his eyes again after a little mystery, and Long Mo on the side glanced at Shen Haoxuan strangely, and ignored it, leaving only Luo Tian with a confused expression.
"Forty million three times, the Thousand Illusion Spirit Pulp belongs to the VIP of the third dignitary!" Huo Wu shouted.
"Haha! The Thousand Illusion Spirit Pulp is mine!" Chao Tianwang laughed, ignoring the jealous gaze.
"This auction is over, but in order to thank you for your participation and give you a major benefit, now our young village master Yang Yu will reveal it to you, Young Master Yang, please!" Huo Wu smiled and made a gesture of invitation to Yang Yu.
Yang Yu tapped his forehead, and then came to the auction table, and said in a cold voice: "My father is seriously ill, and now he is urgently looking for a solution, who can provide or have a cure, Black Wind Village will provide a map of a secret realm, the map is absolutely true!
Hearing this, the audience exclaimed, the secret map, everyone's eyes became hot again, but when they thought of the condition of the owner of the Black Wind Village, they all frowned, a disease that can make a Spirit Emperor strong person worse than death, how to cure it!
Looking at the situation where there was a lot of discussion in the audience, but no one recommended himself for a long time, Yang Yu's eyes were full of disappointment: "Is my father really hopeless?"
"I'll go with you!"
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